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drawer of the kitchen table there was q
loaded revolver, which she well knew.

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how to use.
She came out presently and set the
things before him, bringing also tea
pot from the stove and pouring for him
!, o cup of tea. Then she went and sat
down by the window and watched him
furtiyely as he ate.
In spite of his caution, he had taken
Of his hat while he was eating. She.
could better see what he was. like. It
was an almost boyish face, worn but mot
wicked, with the curling hair lying in
damp clusters upon his pale brow. In
the hands, small and well shaped, and
in all his motions and manner, she felt
that she could read something Of his
story. She had heard before this how
young lads in the east, filed with ro-
mantle notions about western life and
adventure, sometimes left their luxu-
rious homes and found their way out to
the ranches Of the Pacific. Perhaps he
was one of these.
! AS she looked at him, fancying all
this, and realizing the terrible strait he
was in, and the probable dark fate that
was before him, her heart yearned with
true womanly sympathy and her feel
| ing found expression before she was
able to restrain derself
ooh, how could you do it? How could
you do it," she suddenly exclaimed,
her voice quite full Of what she felt
He looked up at her in wonder, but
as his eyes met hers he understood her
Il didn't do it. Upon my honor I
did not" he said. "It was that man
Dennis"
Sacramento breathed q great sigh Of
relief. DEMONSTRATING was held in that
section to be a crime worse than muir
der, and she was by no means free from
the popular estimate Of it's grave nature.
"Oh, [ am glad Of that" cried she,
But" she hesitated. and then went
on doubtfully. "But, then, how was it ::
Why did you run away ?"
1T was Dennis doings, their laying
it to me. He did that to clear himself.
And after that you know as well as I dc
that there would have been no use in
trying to prove myself innocent They
always hang a horse thief first and then
consider his guilt afterwards. I had tc
run to save my life"
EDO you know that there is reward
offered for your capture 2"
II know that the Regulators are after
me, answered the young fellow, sullen.
ly. "Ihey came pretty near catching
me, too, this noon. I just escaped
them and came down the cannon by the
mountain trail. I have had hard run
for it, and what with no sleep for "a
hours, l am about used up I feel as
though [ could not go another step when
[ saw your house. You you have been
very good to me. I shall never for
get"
"But what are you going to do now ?"
interrupted Sacramento. "You are not
safe here"
II know it. But I threw them off
the track this noon, and do not think
they are within five miles Of me. Now,
[ have had something to eat. I will
take to the woods again. hope L may
get clear away. If / don't" his voice
trembled and tears came into his eyes.
IF don't I shall get a hanging,
l suppose. Oh, what a fool I was not
to prefer home to this sort of thing!
And yet, Wouldn't care much, either,
if it wasn't for my father and mother. y
And there the poor fellow fairly broke
down.
''Hark !" Sacramento exclaimed.
She had been crying, too; she could
not help it,
They both listened. In moment
they heard plainly the sound of horses
coming down the trail. The girl turned
va instant self possession.
10 in there! Quick! Quick! The.
!, is not q moment to lose! Here take
your hat!"
And handing his hat to him, she
pushed him across the room and into
her own little room that led OF from it,
Then she hurriedly cleared the table
again, barely finishing the task as the
horsemen halted at the door,
There were three of them. One wa:
her father. Sacramento knew the 9th
or two men by sight. They were rough,
but Of the better sort of those VIII
made up the jewellers Of Kelly Gulch.
The faces Of all three were stern
and forbidding, and they evidently had
been riding hard. They disrnounted
together.
Sac" began her father, as he en-
tered the door, "hev We seen anything
OF young chap, afoot or horseback,
coming this way 2"
Sacramento had expected the ques-
ton, and was ready for it. And she
meant, if possible, to answer without a
lie.
"A young chap, about eighteen years,
and five feet and half high, rather
good looking, and with red-top boots
on ?" replied she,
Yes! yes! That's him!" cried one Of
the other men. Has he been here?"
Il was only quoting him from this
handful, said Sacramento, taking the
paper from the shelf where she had laid
it.
Then you hain't seen him at ALP"
asked her father.
Il have been right here all dav, and
nobody has gone by except Pete LARA
: bee. It was he who gave me the bill.
Z Are Won si1re that, he came this ,vov III 6